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Chapter 450 is like a dream and a fantasy

At this time, Mrs. Hua Qing and Han Mo were dependent on each other, and her plump and soft body leaned on Han Mo's body. The most serious thing was that the mature woman's plump breasts, with undulating peaks, were squeezed on Han Mo's arms, soft, but strong elastic. As Mrs. Hua Qing's breathing, the pair of plump breasts were rising and falling, shaking the sensitivity of Han Mo's arms.

After all, she is a royal family and the princess of Qingguo back then. Mrs. Hua Qing naturally knows how to take care of her body. Her skin is tender, fair and elastic, and is carefully maintained.

The breath was rapid, the fragrance fluttered in the cherry lips. Han Mo hugged Mrs. Hua Qing's waist and looked around. His heart was really thumping. If it were seen by outsiders, it would be a little unclear.

He knew that when he let go, Mrs. Hua Qing was weak and would definitely fall down, so he could not relax. Even if he asked someone to help at this time, it would not be possible. If the servants saw this scene, not to mention his reputation, Mrs. Hua Qing's reputation would definitely be damaged.

Mrs. Hua Qing was soft and weak, her breathing was rapid but very light. Han Mo couldn't help but look at her again, and was even more surprised. She saw that the beautiful woman's face was no longer pale, and her pretty face that was about to drip out of water was actually covered with redness. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be closed slightly, and the eyes that came out of her eyelids were as soft as water, but as charming as fire.

Han Mo was helpless, so he treated it as a helping others and carefully held Mrs. Hua Qing's waist, calmed down the little heart that was beating rapidly, and whispered: "Princess... I will help you into the house, you... be careful..." He held Mrs. Hua Qing's arm with one hand and wrapped the other hand around her waist, and was about to leave the pavilion and go back to the house.

The blush on Mrs. Hua Qing's face became thicker and thicker. Han Mo inadvertently even felt that her watery eyes were really overflowing with water. He didn't dare to look at it anymore and moved his steps lightly.

Mrs. Hua Qing took two steps, and it seemed that she had no strength in her body. After walking out of the pavilion, she seemed to have already struggled with her physical strength. She leaned softly on Han Mo, with a little shame, and said softly: "I...I can't walk anymore..."

Han Mo frowned. He could feel that Mrs. Hua Qing was not deliberately trying to seduce herself in this way. It seemed that something was wrong with her body.

Looking at her blushing face and her beautiful eyes dripping with spring water, Han Mo even felt that Mrs. Hua Qing was not a disease, but seemed to have been poisoned.

He calmed down and looked around. The small courtyard was extremely remote, with no sound around. Just now, Mrs. Hua Qing ordered her to not come and disturb her, so there was no one else around.

He couldn't figure out why Mrs. Hua Qing was so good before, so why was she suddenly poisoned?

Did this beautiful woman have been poisoned before seeing her? Who poisoned her and why did she poison her?

Han Mo's heart turned like lightning, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the fruit on the stone table. It was sent by a beautiful girl in the middle of the conversation. Mrs. Hua Qing tasted a banana. It was impossible that the banana contained poison, right?

The fragrance of Mrs. Hua Qing's body penetrated into Han Mo's nose. Han Mo tried hard to control his mood. Such a beauty was close to her body, and if she didn't have a trace of emotion, it would be a fooling word.

But Han Mo knew that this woman was not an ordinary woman, and that was the princess of King Xuande, so she should not be offended.

"Princess... what should I do?" Han Mo whispered. After walking a few steps out of the pavilion, Mrs. Hua Qing couldn't hold on. It was still quite a long way from the room. How can I get there?

"You...you are a man...can't you think of a way?" Mrs. Hua Qing's voice became weaker, and her breasts were undulating and undulating. The clothes she was wearing were of high-quality silk, very thin. Her breasts were squeezed against Han Mo's arm. Han Mo actually felt that the bumps on her chest had become harder, and she was even more surprised.

There is no doubt that Mrs. Hua Qing's body is undergoing some kind of strange change--a fatal change!

...

Han Mo stood by the pavilion with Mrs. Hua Qing, with a helpless look on his face. Even though he was quite smart on weekdays, he didn't know what to do this time. He couldn't leave Mrs. Hua Qing here and ignore it, right?

"Five...Fifth Young Master..." Mrs. Hua Qing bit her rosy lips slightly, and she felt even more ashamed, and said in a low voice: "It's urgent to follow the power... Can you...Can you carry me back to the house..."

Han Mo was stunned and whispered: "Princess, this... I will never dare to do this. Han Mo dare not desecrate the princess..."

Mrs. Hua Qing sighed, "Can you... have you and I just stood like this... After a long time, the third young master saw the fifth young master... and was reluctant to go out, just because he was worried... if he found this place, it would be even worse...!"

This is indeed a big problem. The two of them are lying outside the pavilion at this time, and their postures are ambiguous. Anyone who sees them will feel that there is something unspeakable between them.

Mrs. Hua Qing is known for being a chaste and fierce woman. Han Mo didn’t know if she was really a chaste and fierce woman, but being seen by outsiders in this way would be a huge blow to Mrs. Hua Qing’s reputation.

He hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Princess... Han Mo... If Han Mo offends you, don't take it to your heart!"

Mrs. Hua Qing's voice was soft and she let out a soft "um". This sound was a nasal sound, like a soft moan, captivating. Han Mo hurriedly held back his mind and wanted to pick Mrs. Hua Qing up horizontally, but he was really hesitant.

He is not procrastinating in his work, nor is he afraid to touch women.

He did not dare to do it easily, for two reasons. The first is that he naturally took into account Mrs. Hua Qing's identity and hugged a princess into the house. Although it was a beautiful thing that many men thought of, if they really put it on the table, it was a lot of things to consider. The second is that Han Mo was cautious from beginning to end. He was not sure if this was a condom set by Mrs. Hua Qing, because he could not understand the real purpose of Mrs. Hua Qing's win over him, so every step he took, he had to be careful not to get caught by this beautiful woman.

A trace of sadness flashed deep in Mrs. Hua Qing's watery eyes, and she sighed softly: "Fifth Young Master... do you... dislike me...!"

Han Mo said helplessly: "The princess is so serious, Han Mo will be ordered!" After gritting his teeth, he did not hesitate, carefully picked up Mrs. Hua Qing horizontally, holding her legs with one hand and holding Mrs. Hua Qing's smooth jade back with the other hand, and whispering: "Occursed!"

He was very strong. Although Mrs. Hua Qing was full of energy, her weight was nothing in Han Mo's hands. Han Mo was afraid that someone would suddenly come in and see him, so he quickly hugged Mrs. Hua Qing and went into the house.

Mrs. Hua Qing's body was extremely plump and she was even a little hot in her arms. Her pretty red face contained three-point spring and even more shy.

She closed her eyes slightly and looked at Han Mo's handsome face through the small slit. She saw Han Mo's expression calm. For some reason, Mrs. Hua Qing felt a little lost in her heart.

She naturally didn't know that Han Mo's heart was not as calm as his expression at this time.

A beautiful woman with a noble status, her plump body is in her arms, with curves rising and falling, her breasts rippling, and her beauty in her arms cannot be described in words. Any man will be moved by such a mature beauty, let alone Han Mo is full of energy, so how can he not be moved? It’s just that he concealed it very well and did not let the emotions in his heart be expressed on the surface.

And he also knew that those seductive stories of himself and this woman must not happen at this time.

If you put yourself in danger because of beauty, it would be a big problem.

He held Mrs. Hua Qing's thighs with his hands. At this time, he could clearly feel the slipperyness and firm elasticity of the mature beauty's legs. He was still quite surprised at this.

No matter what, the human body will always change due to the passage of time, especially women, who will become loose, shiny and have no elasticity under the destruction of time.

Yan Xueji is nearly thirty years old and has a strong and smooth body. That's because Yan Xueji is a martial artist. It is natural to have such smooth skin and strong muscles. However, Mrs. Hua Qing does not look like a martial artist. In her thirties, her skin is still as smooth and elastic as a girl, but that is extremely rare.

Naturally, he didn't know that in order to keep her body's skin young, Mrs. Hua Qing always took a cold bath, which also delayed her skin aging, like a girl.

Han Mo entered the house and saw a small pearl curtain door next to him. He knew that it might be Mrs. Hua Qing's room. He was hesitant to enter her room, but when he thought that even the person was holding her in his arms, why bother to worry about the small room? He didn't hesitate. He hugged Mrs. Hua Qing in. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a strange fragrance. The fragrance was extremely special, like the fragrance of flowers and the body fragrance of a woman, which was difficult to distinguish.

There was an oil lamp in the room, but it was not very bright. There was a soft couch in the middle, covering it with pink silk tents. I heard Mrs. Hua Qing whisper: "You... carry me to the bed..."!"

What a seductive sentence!

But Han Mo walked to the bed calmly. The closer he got to the bed, the more intense the fragrance in the room became. Moreover, the pink silk tent was shining with pink light under the light, and the atmosphere inside the room was extremely ambiguous.

Han Mo put Mrs. Hua Qing carefully on the bed, watching her plump and beautiful body lying in the tent, and even looking at the rosy and beautiful face that exudes a mature charm. He smelled the rich and strange fragrance in his nose, and felt a strange thought in his heart.

He quickly put away the thought and was about to say goodbye to leave here, but he heard Mrs. Hua Qing whisper: "Fifth Young Master... pour me a glass of water..."

Han Mo frowned and looked left and right. He saw a teapot on a small table next to him. He went forward to pour a cup of clear water, walked to the bed, and fed Mrs. Hua Qing to drink.

He put the cup back, returned to the bed, bowed and said, "Princess, Han Mo... Let's say goodbye first..."

Mrs. Hua Qing closed her eyes and her breath was rapid. Her two round legs seemed to rub against the brocade quilt on the bed with a very uncomfortable look. The dress slid down, and the white underwear inside had already been revealed. Fortunately, she was wearing these underwear, otherwise the snow on her legs would have been revealed.

The skin on her face was extremely red, like a burning fire, her teeth biting her red lips, her expression on her face looked charming and spring, but she felt a little uncomfortable. Her hands were actually placed on her chest and gently kneading them, as if she could not sense Han Mo was by her side.

Han Mo's mouth was dry and knew that it was not suitable for a long time. He hurriedly said, "Princess, I'm going to call someone here..." and he was about to leave this place of right and wrong.

Mrs. Hua Qing murmured, "Shui...give me water...I still want water..." At this moment, fragrant sweat oozed out from her forehead, and the fragrant sweat beads slid down her smooth skin.

Han Mo hurriedly poured another glass of water and turned around. When he saw it, he was even more shocked, but he was burned.

I saw that one hand of Mrs. Hua Qing was still rubbing her chest. The collar of her chest was torn apart by herself, revealing most of her snow-white and fat breasts. The room came, but the other hand had already slid to the bottom of her skirt and was stroking it there.

Her slender waist twisted, with a plump fragrance. Her buttocks thrust upwards, drawing a charming curve, making people bleed!

This is simply a vivid and fragrant beauty.

Mrs. Hua Qing bit her lip, her eyes slightly opened, her starry eyes were intoxicated, like murmuring, and her voice was unusually tempting: "Feed me water...I'm thirsty..."

Han Mo didn't know whether he should go up or not, and was frightened. If someone broke in at this time, it would be a great thing.

Seeing Mrs. Hua Qing's spring and seductive feeling, he was suddenly shocked. Finally, he thought of something and muttered to himself: "Has she been... aphrodisiac..." At this time, the light of inspiration suddenly came, and he smelled the rich fragrance in the room, and felt familiar. Finally, he remembered that he had really smelled this fragrance before.

It was in the East China Sea that Cao Yin, Changde Hou, once gave him a gift. It was a very strange gift. Han Mo clearly remembered that it was a kind of aphrodisiac rouge called Siluo rouge. It only takes a little to arouse people's love and desire come.

The rich fragrance in this room now seems to be the kind of silky rouge.

No wonder I had a very impulsive idea when I saw Mrs. Hua Qing lying on the bed just now. Now I think it was the fragrance of aphrodisiac rouge that made me throbbed.

Thinking of this, he felt a little better. After all, he was not a scattered man.

Mrs. Hua Qing was probably getting aphrodisiac from the beginning. Now, with this aphrodisiac of the rosé, the fire is added to the fire, and the heart is confused and the scene of spring is now appear.

Could it be that these were all pre-arranged by Mrs. Hua Qing?

Why did she do this? Is the so-called "chaste and fierce woman" just because she pretends to be upright, but her private life is so unbearable? Could it be that she invites herself to come to seduce herself and wants to stage a good show with herself?

If this is the case, it will not be scary, just because there are other conspiracies behind it.

Han Mo was full of questions, but Mrs. Hua Qing's charming voice came from her ears: "Give me water... water..."

Han Mo frowned and approached her. A large area of ​​plump snow breasts were right in front of her. She clamped her legs tightly and bit her red lips. She was mature and coquettish, charming.

"Princess, water..." Han Mo turned his head and brought the teacup over, but felt a fragrant wind swelling, and his arm was pulled by Mrs. Hua Qing. He was not prepared for a moment. Mrs. Hua Qing's strength did not know when it would recover much. This pull actually pulled him onto the bed and leaned on Mrs. Hua Qing's body. The teacup in his hand had been knocked over to the bed, making the bed wet.

Han Mo was shocked and was about to turn over. He raised his head, but found that Mrs. Hua Qing's snow peaks were right in front of her, and the standing red cherries were right under her nose.

After thirty years old, Mrs. Hua Qing's breasts are still plump and firm, like a mountain peak filled with snow, with extremely tender snow. The veins on it can even be seen clearly because of the delicate skin.

The cherries have not changed color because they reach middle age. They are still extremely pink and full of charm. Against the backdrop of the red tent, they are even more red as flowers, blooming beautifully, extremely charming and gorgeous, making people obsessed with and intoxicated, like dreams and illusions!

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